TITLE: THE FORGE WAS HERS TOO

{Slow groove. Forge fire. Deep bass. Blues guitar. Ceremonial Nordic drums.} [Verse 1 — Male Lead] My father taught me iron... Said steel bends for no man... But my mother taught me harder things... Like how to rise and stand... Winter came with hungry teeth... Snow buried field and roof... When the fire burned its lowest... She carried us through... [Pre-Chorus] Every blade I ever hammered... Every nail and every chain... Every hall that stood through winter... Somebody kept the flame... [Chorus] The forge was hers too... The fire knew her name... While kings chased glory... She carried the flame... Through hunger... Through winter... Through every storm we knew... Long before the songs remembered us... The forge was hers too... {Blues guitar. Low choir.} [Verse 2 — Male Lead] I've seen jarls chase their legends... I've seen warriors seek fame... But the old hall still remembers... Who stayed when hardship came... The healer and the wise one... The daughter and the wife... The hands that held the family... When death walked through our lives... [Pre-Chorus] Every road I ever traveled... Every victory I knew... Every dream that reached tomorrow... Started with what they would do... [Chorus] The forge was hers too... The fire knew her name... While kings chased glory... She carried the flame... Through darkness... Through sorrow... Through every season we knew... Long before the songs remembered us... The forge was hers too... {Instrumental Break — Blues Solo + Nordic Drums + Deep Bass Groove} [Bridge — Saga Cadence] Men sailed west... Men chased crowns... Men wrote songs about themselves... But the old hall remembers... The women who kept the fire alive... The women who buried the dead... The women who raised the young... The women who carried tomorrow... When today was barely enough... {Female Harmonies Rise} [Final Chorus] The forge was hers too... The fire knew her name... When hope was running empty... She carried the flame... Through winter... Through hardship... Through every storm we knew... The old ways still breathe... Because of women like you... The forge was hers too... {Long outro. Female harmonies. Forge fire. Ravens. Wind. Blues guitar fading into the distance.}